Zhao Kuo growled low, knowing today he must fight to the death, he gathered all his strength, swung his short ax, and swooshed it towards Lu Yan.
At the same time, he kicked towards Lu Yan's thigh.
In the process of the kick, a small delicate dagger sprang out from his shoe tip, gleaming darkly, extremely sharp.
Lu Yan repeated his trick, waited for the right moment, the Red Blood Blade slashed on the ax blade, the short ax turned around, spun back towards Zhao Kuo, while the Red Blood Blade brought a downward force, hacked at Zhao Kuo's thigh.
Like clouds flowing in water, there was no hindrance, his knife technique was like art.
With the integration of man and martial arts, two doors of first-rate knife technique, and as Lu Yan went through many battles, he had rich combat experience, the deployment of the knife technique had reached the state of whatever his heart desired.
